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Whoosh!
Just as Han Yu sprinted while contemplating his strategy, a bullet tore through the air, aimed at his heart.
Relying on his extreme sensitivity to danger, Han Yu twisted his waist, narrowly dodging the bullet.
Before he could feel relieved, a second bullet came at him.
Han Yu immediately rolled on the ground, barely evading it.
However, in the next second, a cold glint flashed by—it was the Third Leader Leopard Masahiro, wielding a katana, slashing towards Han Yu's back.
Leopard Masahiro had never cared for any samurai spirit; he had never intended to face Han Yu one-on-one.
Taking advantage of Han Yu being suppressed by Kurokuma Fujiwara's gunfire, Leopard Masahiro had silently approached from behind, planning to kill him in one stroke.
In the nick of time, Han Yu raised the iron rod in his hand, forcefully blocking the deadly strike.
